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Current I read the status bar to laugh and feel old!
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4 yrs ago
Saw the Space Opera advert and started singing, "and these dreams, they all seem empty, like my concious seem to be. I've spent hours, Only lonely..."
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People confess to me all the time. I’m a faith leader. There is very little the surprises me any more.
4 yrs ago
Was just called a Boomer. Just remember I will retire before you and my music did not have Beber in it.
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Was just called a Boomer. Just remember I will retire before you and my music did not have Beyer in it!

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Day of the Selection
Location: Eastormel Castle, Ironkeep, Ovyadell



Elra smiled at the rebuke suprised there was no fist that came with it. She wanted to state you couldn’t trust a Nobel that was trying to rush you out the door. It was the classic game, I distract you with one hand and bring the dagger to your back with the other. Truth had to be earned in her mind.

Day of the Selection
Location: Eastormel Castle, Ironkeep, Ovyadell



Elra smiled at the group, relieved to have the doors open and their wanting to figure out how.

“I don’t think they actually kept it in a vault. As a symbol it would need to be on a display and not hidden behind locked doors,” she said. “I think also that her grace and other may have dealt with that issue or they may know more about who has it then they are letting us know,” she said.

Watch it!! Lol
As someone born in the 1960’s, I think my generation wrote more. I think we read more too. Now it is more Audiobooks and video clips. The attention span of young people has decreased.

I watch my kids and they have a hard time sitting and reading a book at 13. At that age I would have read 3-4 books. It is change and an exciting new challenge.
This is just my thoughts from a grumpy old gamer. For some of use the “new, more reliable” discord gaming leaves a lot to be desired. The posts tend to be short, fast and without much to them. It is like the difference between having a real relationship and internet porn.

There are different struggles that I see.
First, people are becoming less literate. Facebook, tweets, texting, et al have created a culture where people are rewarded for short posts.
Second, blocking - people have a hard time writing themselves out of character blocks. So we wait and wait for someone else, then we loose interest because our partners are not reliable. So instead of talking to the S.T./G.M. and working through it, we walk away.
Third, Over controlled story arc and free for all, it is a hard balance between these too. An over controlling GM can kilL a story if they are out of sync with their player and player will go crazy if there is not a broad story arc going.
Finally, people are sensing stress with this Covid stuff. More than before and that slows down creativity.

The truth is we have a hard time communicating with each other, discord does help with that. But for some of use more verbose players that character limit stinks.


Day of the Selection
Location: Eastormel Castle, Ironkeep, Ovyadell



Elra relaxed when the doors opened, she hates small enclosed rooms. She relaxed and let go of holding hand with a whispered “Thank you.”

She listened to what people asked their questions. What she wanted to know was the lore of the dagger. Why it was called the Dark Dagger, what powers it had, how it came into being and how it was used. She waited her turn then asked.

On your character sheet in the top left corner is a link. Copy that. Then in your header click the chain button. It will as for the text (name) and the Link (web address).
Try quoting one and you will see the BBcode. There is a way to use a table and add a picture to. I am relearning my bbcode.

Day of the Selection
Location: Eastormel Castle, Ironkeep, Ovyadell



Elra thought about shifting forms to give them room. She also thought that the floor might drop out from underneath them too. She thought of a hundred bats flying in from the sides. She thought of the hundreds of cruel things her master would have done.

The room was getting warmer with their presence and the smell of old leather, of paper and a bit of decay filled her nose. She could smell the urine of rodents that had passes this way. She smelled the people around her scents.

She started to hum an old elven tune that her mother had hummed when she was distracting her children. Elra hummed much better than she sang and some day she would learn the word to the song, if it had words. Maybe the Bard here, knew of it.

Elra was well trained not to touch things that were not hers, though the scrolls and books were a great temptation. This smelled like a trap for that. If you touched things in here you were most likely not trustable. The crowded of people made the temptation greater as you were pushed against things.

A hand accidentally pressed against her and she gently reached down for it. Holding another’s hand brought comfort and she was nervous enough to seek comfort if it was offered. The wolf in her disliked this and it was ready to scratch at the doors. She needed a hand, this was like cage.

She closed her eyes and breathed slowly hoping the lady would come soon.
Hum, time to derail the plot? Lol Don’t try anything. Lol
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